God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 510: Chapter 547: Afraid You Don’t Have the Skills!

Backstage, the sister duo was resting, with others stationed there as guardians.

Many beautiful women were present backstage, just like the twin sisters — either having just left the stage or preparing to go on — while every so often, a woman with a cool demeanor would patrol the area.

These women possessed an aura different from that of ordinary women; they were composed, and each one was wearing close-fitting clothes that allowed for freedom of movement.

The moment Zhou Wei barged in, the women instantly became aware of his presence and shouted, "No outsiders or irrelevant personnel are allowed here. Leave immediately!"

Zhou Wei smirked coldly and said, "I advise you to step aside quickly, or don’t blame me for being ruthless." His expression was ominous, making him seem infinitely terrifying.

The women exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and then all charged toward Zhou Wei.

"Somewhat skilled! Unfortunately..." Zhou Wei’s smile grew more sinister: "Before me, Zhou Wei, you are all insignificant!"

Zhou Wei, like a hungry wolf, moved into the midst of the besieging women.

One woman took the lead, her fair jade palm swift like the wind, her figure elusive and unpredictable, and her palm alternatively as soft as snowflakes and as hard as steel. In an instant, she was upon Zhou Wei.

But just as her palm was about to strike Zhou Wei, something unexpected occurred. Zhou Wei punched out, forcing the woman’s jade palm to recoil, and she spat out blood with a pale face as she stumbled backward continuously.

"Floating Snow Cloud Palm, so you are disciples of the Desire Sect!" Zhou Wei, like a wolf, scanned the women. In his eyes, they were no more than sheep.

Indeed, it was so; Zhou Wei, the young master of the Iron Fist Sect, whether in terms of martial arts cultivation or Cultivation Technique, was superior to the disciples of the Desire Sect, making his strength overwhelmingly dominant, like crushing them without effort.

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followed Yanyue. Behind Yanyue, Fang Yi strolled with his hands in his pockets, a wicked smile on his lips, his gaze lingering

he felt entirely justified. "Isn’t that outfit meant to be seen? If I didn’t look, that would be quite disrespectful to

and suddenly turned around. Fang Yi hit the brakes just in time

didn’t want to stop, but

sneak peeks from behind her, and as for where he was looking,

she could tolerate it, but as she endured, the gaze behind her felt so tangible that she couldn’t bear it anymore and had to

Yanyue said coldly,

what?" Fang Yi’s face was a picture of confusion and

he was feigning ignorance, and said, "You’re going to find those twins anyway, and they’re prettier than me. In any case, no more looking, or beware I

nonchalant "Oh," his

was clear he didn’t take

almost stamped her foot in irritation but ultimately did not. She turned around and quickly walked away, yet the swaying motion was

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reached the backstage. Yanyue, who was walking in front, stopped

you going in?" Fang

cold glint

leave, suddenly, a figure flew out from the door. It

changed drastically, and she exclaimed angrily, "Who dares to injure my Desire Sect’s disciple, seeking death!" No

Yi did not rush inside but approached the injured woman, quickly pressing on several points on her body to calm her internal energy. Grateful, the woman

Yi smiled, then rose and headed toward

Fang Yi’s brow furrowed

on the ground, severely wounded and ashen-faced,

of fists and feet filled the air. Fang Yi’s gaze swept across the room, and he saw

said slowly, iciness in